She gave birth in the hospital, like everybody else, but the room she was in had a view of the trees. The birth came with some complications and nobody knew if the baby would make it. There was a wasps' nest in the window and the quiet buzzing was quite a comfort in the moments when she was alone and scared.
The baby's health improved, and the girl survived. Before she thought she had found the perfect name in Radiance, but now no name beside Glimmer suited. The girl was her glimmer of hope, after all. The one chance to get her life back on track.
Throughout her childhood, her daughter flourished. Glimmer was a loving child, and the girl loved her mother more than anything. The pair had a seemingly unbreakable bond between them. Unbreakable, that is, until the girl began training.
It was hardly an overnight personality shift. No, it was more like... a gradual transition between caring and selfish. Vanity and pride occupied the girl who once radiated kindness and warmth. Glimmer had changed as a person, and it broke her mother's heart to admit that her daughter was no longer the sweet little girl that she knew and loved dearly. She was becoming a monster, an eager killing machine.
But she couldn't help but love her. Glimmer was her daughter, they were bound by blood and she wanted to keep her safe, to have her on her side. After all, she was the only person in her life that she truly believed in. She was the one thing that she knew she always had, and should have always done.
All that mattered to her in the end was that her daughter still was carefree enough to run about in the streets, wind in her hair, feeling free. It never seemed to matter that little lives were ending all around Glimmer, since the girl never thought to look for a dying wasp on the road.
But then Glimmer started to take the 'Career Mentality' more seriously, and she became determined to be in the games.
She broke her poor mother's heart.
Her darling daughter, who she once had such high hopes for, volunteered at eighteen and she could see how she was never going to see her in person, alive, again. It was so tragic, everybody kept telling her, as Glimmer flirted with horrible men in the Capitol for the cameras. It made her sick, she just wanted her daughter back - the loving, caring one, who picked her daisies and told her how beautiful her singing voice was. That nice girl died years before however, and it didn't take long for the cruel remainder of her being to die too.
She was only camping in the woods, the day had been uneventful for Glimmer. Uneventful days meant less kills to her name and less guilt to follow around her daughter, so they were a relief. It was her duty and she fell asleep, not knowing the tragic consequences.
She watched as the girl from District 12 (Katniss Everdeen - she had made an effort to learn the names of those who would have to die for her daughter to come home again) cut down the nest, directly above her head. The quite buzzing was surprisingly serene and she would have loved it under any other circumstances. But unfortunately, the situation forbade it.
As the nest dropped on her daughter and she ran, screaming for help but not getting any, and as she fell to the ground for her final painful moments, she wasn't the only one who died.
That faint buzzing that once meant hope, it now signified her torture. And every time the woman heard it out of a window, she cried once again.